I began to imagine while scribbling
can a soul be saved?
does a dog know nouns from pronouns?
can I possibly be alive?
scribbling leads to other paths
least walked
but in small discreet circles
it survives
like beauty, hope, love and war
thank a writer, a poet
a photographer

Beautiful 🌷
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